Wishlist

i wish i was a neutron bomb
for once i could go off
i wish i was a sacrifice
but somehow still lived on
i wish i was a sentimental
ornament you hung on
the christmas tree,
i wish i was the star
that went on top
i wish i was the evidence
i wish i was the sun
for fifty million hands
upraised and opened
toward the sky
i wish i was a sailor with
someone who waited for me
i wish i was as fortunate
as fortunate as me
i wish i was a messenger
and all the news was good
i wish i was the full moon
shining off a camaro’s hood
i wish i was an alien being
at home behind the sun
i wish i was the souvenir
you kept your house key on
i wish i was the pedal break
that you depended on
i wish i was the verb
«to trust»
and never let you down
i wish i was the evidence
i wish i was the sun
for fifty million hands
upraised
and opened toward the sky
i wish i was a radio song
the one that you could
turned up
i wish, i wish, i wish, i wish
i guess it never stops